Mistook My Boss for My Brother

Synopsis

For three months, I'd been milking the guy saved in my WhatsApp as "Nate." I'd play the doting little sister, firing off sweet texts begging for cash, shoes, and limited-edition bags. He was supposed to be my brother, Jonathan Lane, which was why he never questioned it. Every time, he'd send the money right away, with a message: [Let me know if you need more.] At the company's End-of-Year Party, I was arm in arm with Jonathan, making a toast, when I turned and saw my boss, Nathan Bennett, standing in the corner. He rushed over like he'd lost his mind and grabbed my wrist, his eyes red and voice shaking. "You lied to me? "I pull in fifteen grand a month, and I've been transferring fourteen of it straight to you. You call that allowance? "Who's the one who keeps calling me 'Nate' every single day?" ***** I was slacking off at my desk when my WhatsApp notification went off. I swiped it open to find a notification: [Just bank-transferred you ten grand. Let me know if you need more.] I stared at the screen for a second, blinked, and quickly tapped into my banking app to confirm the deposit, then replied: [Nate, I love you!] He replied instantly: [I know.]